Stories I wrote in creative writing

a abused shoe

Let me tell you about my day. I'm a black van, my hair is white I've been thrown across the room Dailey it really hurts but my owner doesn't care he doesn't feed me he doesn't let me take baths his feet have violated my mouth he puts me on and goes places he knows that I don't like. I have heard him talking about getting a new pair to replace me I have tried hiding he keeps finding me. I have a very abusive owner. I made a friend he is a white and red Nike he told me how he was treated him and me planned on running away someday but alas we are only shoes. My owner doesn't care that I'm sad I tried hanging myself it didn't work nor did drowning myself. Now I am writing this to tell everyone I am an abused shoe